Silver Shells and Beads (365 Words)
His cousins were visiting. Tommy knew he should like it when his cousins visited, but they were a little older than him and always treated him like a baby. So when his parents and their parents went to the beach, Tommy spent most of his time playing in the sand with Puppy.
That was how Tommy found it, digging in the sand. It was a silver shell. The shell was perfectly silver, gleaming and smooth. Tommy was looking at it when he heard someone calling to him.
Big Nose (133 Words)
Big Nose would always remember that morning. It was bitter cold. But the calf was still alive. In the early light it rested there, not quite ready to stand, while Eddie kept the fire going. Big Nose kept close to the fire, too. Although the cold didn’t affect him badly, he was a smart horse and never said no to heat.
Home Is Where– (99 Words)
The house behind them looked small. As they rounded the hill it vanished entirely from view as if it had never even been there.
“Will you miss it?”
The Odd (139 Words)
“I face odds well enough,” she said, “when they’re easy.”
“Ah,” said he. “And am I easy?”
“Are you odd?”
They glared at each other. It was a humored glare, the irritation and resistance mixed with a joining humor.
The Flying Elephant (198 Words)
They say that elephants have a long memory. Daffy had the shortest memory I’ve ever seen.
When we found her as a baby, premature and weak, Ehan dedicated himself to that baby elephant’s care like no fairy I know. The hours he spent mixing gallons of nourishing drink from our secret ingredients, patting her with mud to make sure the flies didn’t bother her.
In the Current (199 Words)
“Keep your eyes open,” said Dr. Fitz. “You’ll see it.”
Grace Emry had been staring at the surf for almost an hour. The tide was rising and some of the waves were a good twenty-feet high, but there was nothing unexpected. She had no idea why Dr. Fitz’s research team had asked her to be there.
“Dr. Fitz, I really don’t—”
The words died in her mouth. She saw it at last.
Worth It (225 Words)
It was a beautiful sight. Daria leaned over the boat edge, letting her hand trail in the water. The current pulled past her arm, troubling the reflection of fireflies and starlight. The moon shone clear, and the silver glow lit the world like another kind of day, bright and enlivening.
“Do you think it’s worth it?” she asked.
Ruad was barely awake, resting in the boat. At her question, his eyes half-opened.
“What do you mean?”